The instant Zhang Tie appeared inside the great hall, the divine generals of the Black Blood Temple were all clutching women at their sides, drinking wildly and carousing without restraint. They sprawled about in every direction, utterly lacking in decorum. Hardly anyone noticed that, in the middle of the hall, a youth clad in a grim black robe had suddenly appeared.
But someone did notice.
When Zhang Tie had just used the Lotus Blossom Eye to observe and lock onto the Black Blood Twin Saints without restraint, the Sword Saint and Blade Saint seemed to have sensed something. The Sword Saint, who had been raising his wine cup to drink, paused slightly, while the Blade Saint frowned and looked toward the Sword Saint...
It was simply that neither of them had expected Zhang Tie to move so quickly. The Sword Saint had only just set down his cup, and before the Blade Saint could even turn his head, Zhang Tie had already appeared in the hall.
Zhang Tie stood tall and straight, his hands clasped behind his back, looking at the Sword Saint and Blade Saint seated beneath the two enormous statues of the Black Blood Twin Saints. The bodies of the two men, who had been relaxed moments earlier, seemed to have frozen solid. Their gazes sharpened as they met Zhang Tie's eyes.
The powerful aura and perception of Saint-level experts let them know the instant they saw Zhang Tie that he was a powerhouse on their level. The only difference was that Zhang Tie looked far younger—so young it was almost absurd. Moreover, there was a faint but powerful tension about him, something that experts of their level did not possess.
Zhang Tie merely stood casually in the hall, yet in the eyes of the two men, all